I was newly born
When I first reached out my heart
And my hand was always there to drag around
I was duely formed
By the hand that sculptured life
But the path you've chosen
The words you've spoken are…

There'll be a tale left to tell
There'll be a family to sell
And there'll be a brother that you lost
Lying unconscious in the well
There'll be a guitar untuned
There'll be a castle in ruins
There was a white rose in bloom
But there'll be a black flag waving over your room

I wanted you
You wanted to
Live life apart
And you lost my heart
On the day you went away

I want a friend
You want the end
You severed ties
So I closed my eyes
On the day you went away

I was misinformed
By a card when I was born
That wrote to me with hands that weren't mature
I thought I was protected
But instead I'd been neglected
By the one I wanted
I'm now haunted by

There'll be a family in tears
There'll be a wasted 7 years
There'll be a broken relationship
With everyone of your peers
There'll be a newsflash 'STAY TUNED'
There'll be a roll call coming soon
There was a white rose in bloom
But there'll be a black flag waving over your room